This article is from 2008.
Like an Enlightenment Man in eyeliner channelling Michael Hutchence, Minchin wriggles Puckishly about the stage, genre-hopping between brilliant riffs on the mathematics of attraction, Shakespeare, beat poetry and one-man stadium rock. Some of his targets are fairly obvious: a song poking fun at right-wing Bible belters is just preaching to the atheist choir here. What elevates the show is the jaw-dropping pace of his slick, brainy wordplay.
Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 17 Aug (not 12), 9.45pm, £12.50–£13.50 (£11.50–£12.50).